On the "About" page of the new book blog I started, Great Books of Old Stream, I spent some time thinking about why I read. I asked myself, why is it important for people to read great books? Also, why do I continue to read challenging things as often as I can? Here on my... Continue Reading →
To Thine Own Self Be True
“I don’t know that we owe God or nature a death, but nature will collect anyway, and we certainly owe mediocrity nothing, whatever collectivity it purports to advance or at least represent.” Harold Bloom, How to Read and Why In my last post entitled “Dr. Eliot’s Five Foot Shelf”, I proposed a solution to the... Continue Reading →
Feast of Saint Valentine
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although... Continue Reading →